the world is connected through roads, roads full of cars old and new. they give us the ability to explore, to find our place. alone or with company. cars hold a story, good and bad. they hold the stories of nights of excitement and passion, nights of sorrow and regret. white knuckles that grip the steering wheel and a pedal begging to go further tells two stories. one of anger and wonder, to drive away as fast and as far as possible. one of longing and comfort, to return to the beginning and to the people that had stayed. cars enable us to map out the journeys our life takes us, to meet people, to see sights, to live life to the fullest. cars will drive until the last hum of the engine turns to a sorry splutter, a sign that maybe it's time to go home.